The Pilgrims' Screen letra

Jagi, look at them on the screen
God told them to go, and they packed everything
Anh ơI, and you're still complaining about Hanoi's heat
Hey, the heat is terrible
True
But seriously, how do you leave everything behind?
TrờI ơI, I'd be terrified
Me too, then how do you trust you won't end up alone?
Maybe that's the point, it's starting, look

I lift the hammered bronze to catch the dusk
A clouded metal that our tears efface
We trade our borders for the desert dust
Bound to a promise that no map can trace
Through every riddle in this weary search
Where winter presses and our footing yields
Will He remember what we left on earth
Or are we walking toward an empty field

The unhewn altar shivers in the chill
No bronze reflection shows our hidden course
Our steps wind slowly up a nameless ridg
Beneath a midnight empty of a torch
He marks the sorrow that your tears awake
And shields the pilgrim sleeping near the stone
No barren valley is an empty waste
When all the silence answers with Shalom

No scroll unfolds across the road we tread
No marker stands to show the miles ahead
My fingers tremble in the desert air
To risk a blind step on the stony ground

For it's the wind that moves, moves without a sound
No man can tell from whence it breathes or where
Yet in this darkened bronze beyond our stare
His spoken oath remains forever bound

We walk the hidden path where we are led
A living seed no barren womb could bear
Until before Your face our joy is found
And all the desert bursts in praise profound

El Roi, who watches through the clouded glass
The oath carved deeper than the shifting sand
He binds our wandering footsteps to His own
From our first journey to the final dawn
He walks beside us through the unmapped land

Our souls grow bold across the road we tread
No turning back to the dust we fled
We bare our questions to the midnight air
And find our footing on eternal ground

Across the waste where mercy shall abound
He guards our course with never-failing care
Through wonders seen and homes His hands prepare
A desert camp by living water crowned

He walks beside the pilgrim He has led
No lonely road is left for us to bear
Before His face our certain peace is found
Where stars unnumbered circle and surround

We are never alone
TrờI ơI, never alone

Uli Nicholas - Letras

• T= 0 (The Initial Conditions)
• The Pilgrims' Screen
• When The Tears Fall